my dad's watching me out of the corner of his eye. i'm plugged into my iPod, my face about 5 inches away from the computer screen, eyebrows furrowed, trying my damnest best to look every bit serious and busy...for fear that he'll catch me writing blog instead of working. because no matter what i do, i cannot seem to have any new ideas. this is it. the well hath dry-ed ov'r. see, i can't even come up with an inspired funny quip about being, well, uninspired. i have no more color ideas, no more ideas for graphic design or web design, no ideas for short films...i've read books, i've watched movies, tv shows, documentaries, endless hours of nat geo and discovery, read the peter max book from cover to cover twice in one week, listened to the beatles from waking to sleeping. all that and still nothing. i'm getting desperate. i've made angel cards and even a spin-a-colorWheel. i've tried everything short of drugs. i ev...
...hmmm
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